Awake and Dreaming

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broken dreams
shattered heart
lost all reason
and fell apart

find the strength
search for truth
innocence has gone
decayed with youth

grasp the pieces
of my blackened heart
grazed skin’s surface
but that was just the start

ever so closer
to ending the pain
isn’t it ironic
how we always play this game?

this is dark magic
where black turns to red
and a broken heart
can tear you to shreds

a faded smile
a moment’s glory
I had used my own heart
for harm against me.